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Sunday May 19, 2013
Two weeks ago I had the privilege to experience my very own Shabbat Chattan, or the Shabbat before (according to Ashkenazim) you get married surrounded by friends, family and future-family. In following with the traditions of my group of friends, we, for the most part, forwent the niceties generally bestowed upon the groom-to-be and skipped right to the roasting. One of the prevalent themes that came out of the absolute assassination of my...
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Sunday Apr 21, 2013
  Wandering around Savyon, aka the Beverly Hills of Israel, can certainly disorient you. Following a crowd to a Yom HaZikaron Tekes (Israel Rememberence Day gathering) in Savyon can really leave your head spinning.   There I stood, in the swankiest of towns in a generally modest country, among throngs of well-dressed and well-mannered (apparent) Israelis all gathering for a solemn night of honor and remembrance.   I had been to...
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Sunday Mar 24, 2013
I used to throw up on airplanes.  Consistently.   It all started on a flight back from Baltimore after eating some bad pizza the night before. Oddly enough, I didn’t heave on that specific flight, but I spent the entire six-hour journey pacing up and down the aisles and slowly sipping ginger ale, trying my best to keep it all down. Adding to my problem was that the restrooms were constantly occupied and I knew I would be...
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Tuesday Jan 22, 2013
After living in Israel for a while you begin to take for granted some of the incredible uniqueness living in a Jewish homeland provides a proud observant Jew.   One such example is if a politician were to extoll the virtues of observing Shabbat. I surely no longer flinch when a politician goes as far as to say the Shabbat is “an organic entity reflecting centuries of thought and experience. It is not an arbitrary contrivance…I...
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Wednesday Dec 26, 2012
There are many areas of concern in making aliyah. I never dreamed being a pedestrian would be one of them. Let me be very clear: ZIONISTS WHO LOVE TO WALK BEWARE.   I learned this sobering lesson a few days ago on a morning stroll. Like the good boy I was brought up to be, I approached a crosswalk and looked both ways before entering the street. Once I was halfway across the road I noticed an approaching car, who no doubt saw me mid-...
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